Coin Operated Kingdom

На самом деле я затолкала на флешку, которую слушаю за рулем, почти все, что было из Плесебо на работе. Теперь думаю, что соскучилась по ним страшенно. Что Брайен Молко гениальнейший чувак и роняю слезки в положенных местах. Подпеваю в голос под Кроул и думаю всякие мысли...

Вот к примеру мне показалось очень Сималионовская песня, я прямо прочувствовала его ажно...



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Space monkey in the place to be
Riding in a rocket to a planet of sound
Shooting the moon, playing dominoes in drag
An increase in population of a hundred percent

Space monkey in the place to be
With a chemical peel and a picture of Mary
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees

We're sown together
She's born to mesmer
Beside, astride her
I die inside her

Space monkey in the place to be
A mass of contradictions in a golden frame
Raising the roof in a calamity way
Completely meretricious of a poke in the eye

Space monkey in the place to be
Talk of the town with a Colombian rock
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees

We're sown together
She's born to mesmer
Beside, astride her
I die inside her
It's far too sacred
Don't ever fake it
And don't, and don't, and don't let me down

Like you let me down before
Like you let me down before

Space monkey in the place to be
With some free-association and a hole in her head
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees

We're sown together
She's born to mesmer
Beside, astride her
I die inside her
It's far too sacred
Don't ever fake it
And don't, and don't, and don't let me down

Like you let me down before

А вообще, конечно, это всегда была моя любимая песня с альбома...